Not a request, just wanted to say to take a break if u need to and donāt overwork yourself!!
yeah speaking of this Iām really, really sorry but I will be taking a week break !! My studies are very intense right now and I ashamed to say I will have to take a short hiatus. I will be back right on the dot, donāt worry! Just a week for me to catch up and such, thank you all for your time!
Gomen !! I will not be posting today because I really, really to you catch up on some stuff : [ Donāt worry, normal schedule will ensue but fordsy Iām taking a small break. Apologies
how do you make it so it says ācontinue readingā on ur blogs š¤²š¤²š
Tumblr on computer/laptop, make a
space where ya wanna put a keep reading, then a plus sign in a circle will appear on the space, click the icon, there will be a grey ā...ā icon on that same space, click then boom keep reading
hello!! I'm so in love with ur writing,,,,can i request joseph, and mary's (seperately) S/O coming out as nonbinary to them?
SORRY THIS CAME OUT LATE DUM DUM BRAIN BUT IM STILL ON SCHEDULE WONWOO YEAH YEAH @marysimp imagine simping for French peopleš³ couldnt be me š°
Joseph/Mary Romantic H/Cs
nyanbinary s/o
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ā¢At first, he didnāt know what non-binary was. As he was raised with only male and female.
ā¢Heād need to be educated, hard. You donāt fit with the binary genders and thatās alright! But youād need to explain it to him.
ā¢In the grand scheme of things, he wouldnāt care that much. You are not male or female? That is alright with him, you are his s/o and he loves you for your personality not whatās in your pants.
ā¢Though Joseph is extremely protective of you, that goes without saying. He isnāt losing another loved one, not today not tomorrow.
ā¢If he heard anyone mis-gender you, he would be pissed to hell and back. After a thorough education, he would accept your gender identity without hesitation. Itās a bit new to him, but whatever makes you feel the most comfortable.
ā¢If a survivor mis-gendered you, he would slug them infront of a rocket chair. He knows he can chair them but they donāt deserve that.
ā¢If you really struggled with gender dysmporhia/presenting androgynous, he would try his best to make you feel better. He doesnāt have the best idea on how to help, but he will give you his clothes because āthey do not have a binary sex, I am simply giving my lover something nice to wearā.
ā¢As long as you can listen to his passionate words, Joseph cares not what gender rumbles in your head. ļ¼ļ¼¾Ī½ļ¼¾ļ¼
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ā¢When you come out as nyanbinary, she completely understands.
ā¢She has heard the term before and is 100% okay with and support your gender identity.
ā¢Immediately sheāll thank you for telling her, and respect your privacy if you donāt want others to know.
ā¢Sheāll arrange a bouquet of flowers in the flagās colors (once you show her said flag) to put in your room.
ā¢Mary is also a protective of you and wonāt tolerate sh!t when people mis gender you, she will 1) confront them respectfully and scold them. and 2) use her glass shard to rip up one their b tier skins.
ā¢Mary will make sure no one will get away with misgendering you. She shows you off a lot but when she hears one of her fellow hunters call you the wrong pronouns? Passive aggressively shows you off with an emphasis on your pronouns while making direct eye contact with the person who misgendered you. āIsnāt my š¬š¢š š§š¢šš¢ššš§š šØšš”šš« so aesthetically pleasing? Why, šš”šš² are just so gorgeous.ā
ā¢If youāre struggling with gender dysmorphia, then not to worry! Mary would use her fashion and make up expertise to give you a totally androgynous look.
ā¢She never wants you to feel insecure about your gender, so sheāll sing constant praises into your ears whenever you feel low about it.
ā¢No matter how you present yourself, Mary would always give you kisses no matter what. ļ¼ļ¼¾āļ¼¾ļ¼
Is that my least favorite Hastur simp??/j hello I would like to request the eldritch god with their s/o on Valentineās Day! Like what they would do together n such š¾
Omg is that my least favorite Tracy muse?? /j
Valentines with The Feaster{Hatsur}
{GN/NB s/o!!}
SFW
- Hatsur has never had someone else to spend a human holiday with, nor has he ever given it thought. So this is new to him!!
- He forgets human holidays often, none have ever affected him, nor to spend with so heās taken back by the sudden gifting!
- Hatsur wonāt truly show it but heās more than flattered by your gifts, and finds it cute how happy you get. However heās now asking Yidhra for assistance to gift you back, this is new to him!! Be patient!
- No lie the god is also probably easy to mistake the holiday, so at first he thinks itās some prank or he did something wrong.
- Sure, he doesnāt need food but happily allows you to feed him the chocolates you gifted him, long as he gets to cook you dinner and feed you some homemade chocolates! {Theyāre a fruit fudge! Pomegranate!!}
- He does every romantic thing he can recall, and when heās cooking he makes sure you arenāt alone so thereās a tentacle constantly nudging at your face as a way of giving kisses, itās also the one day he uses his human form for, only for your eyes however, especially the tentacle kissesā„ļø
- Hatsur lives to not only see you safe but just as happy, so he refuses to let you go without a few laughs from you, today, youāre his priority, also his chosen/prophet, how else would you see his human side?
NSFW
{PROCEED WITH CAUTION!!}
{CW/TW: None}
- He only allows it if you request, otherwise he never presses or asks himself, he finds no true use of it but he does enjoy watching your face.
- Hatsur is always gentle upon your word, itās the one time youāll have complete word over him, and he doesnāt mind one bit.
- Tease much? He never lets you instantly have what you ask, not without him having a little fun at least.
- No use for rope, thatās what he uses his tentacles for of course.
- Hatsur is known to use his tentacles for multiple other purposes, he can even easily manipulate them to his needs, and if you ask nicely, heāll hold either form for you, human or not. Itās your day after all!
- Expect extreme aftercare, youāre one of few he will drop almost anything/everything for, meaning he sits and bathes you, and the next day spoils you with breakfast in bed. Soft or rough session, his aftercare will last for quite a while till he deems you cared for completely.
- Bubble bathes are a must, he even includes little soft dreams, memories, etc in them via his ability. When you wake up the next day thereās even a batch of flowers by your bedside that Emma helped him with.
Hello !! Please excuse all the spam today hhh but a friend of mine just made a blog !! And this is their blog !! Please send them an ask when you have the time :]
(for ur sake THIS IS A JOKE I SWEARR unless you actually wanna make this š³)
I hate you so much/j Ik posting this right as I make it because Iām fueled with nothing but pure spite for you @marysimp Fuck u no cute header because if I have to spend another 15 minutes re-drawing the same red tenactle Iāll cry
Hastur Romantic Headcannons
Octopus s/o
ā¢At first when Hastur met you... He was really confused.
ā¢Some one has tentacles just like him? In this manor? In this economy?
ā¢He wouldnāt go up to you immediately, but everytime he saw your tentacles in action his mind would buzz with questions.
ā¢How did they work? Could you regrow them? Are you apart of an occult? Did you always have tentacles?
ā¢Once you guys got close enough, he would invite you for tea to spill all of his questions.
ā¢Hastur has lived for so long, feeding his curiosity and growing his knowledge is how he spends his time. So getting to know you would be his greatest knowledge of all.
ā¢If you were a survivor, he would purposely miss his attacks on you and give you the dungeon. Oh no you are one of two last survivors alive? Oh noooo heās missed you and has to pursuer the other survivorrrrrr.
ā¢But if youāre a hunter? He would ADORE going in duo hunters matches with you. He loves the look of despair on the survivors faces when they realize theyāre matched with you both.
ā¢Outside of matches though, he would love to hold you hand while your respective tentacles held hands. Double hand holding !!
ā¢If you were more aquatic though, he wouldnāt mind. No matter what in lakeside village, he would always leave you alone in the water areas while he pursued other survivors. He understands you feel more connected to the sea.
ā¢His favorite thing is when you two cuddle and itās a mess of your respective tentacles holding eachother. Yes, itās quite a mess but he gets to be more intimate with you.
ā¢Tentacles or not, Hastur loves you for you ļ¼ļ¼¾āļ¼¾ļ¼
Haii Haii, can u do a (fluff) Wu Chang or Antonio x Reader? :3 like they cuddle in a snowy night or smthn,, anything will do! ^^ I love your writing sm<33
Hii !! Iām doing headcannons because I donāt have the energy right now to do any fics ;; My hands are cold, could I hold yours to warm them up?
Antonio Romantic
H/Cs
snowed in
ā¢The maps and outside of the manor are completely shut tight with snow and ice, so you could only hang around inside the manor.
ā¢Gonna be honest, he would love to stay in bed just cuddling.
ā¢His hands are so,so cold but wrapped around your body they warm up to 100 degrees.
ā¢If you wanted to play outside with the snow, he wouldnāt object. Heād just request to not spend t o o much time with the ice as he gets sick easily.
ā¢When he goes outside in ultra
cold temperatures, he wears layers. Itās so cold !! And he vulnerable to illness.
ā¢When you two are done playing with the snow, he would wrap you up and cuddle you.
ā¢Heāll love to play you a melody that enhances the winter feel to the snow. The kisses of frozen clouds rain down and he gets to spend indoors with your company.
ā¢With the moon outside window though, heād prefer to be in bed with you.
ā¢Heās extremely dramatic, heāll complain to you that heās ice cold and can only warm up with your kisses and snuggles.
ā¢Antonio would LOVE to just have you on his chest sleeping as he just look at your face.
ā¢Heād compose an entire music piece to remember that night, even tho it mayb be a small memory, itās so he can play that for you for nostalgia
ā¢Even with the freezing weather outside, Antonio would want to spend every minute with a hottie like you \(//ā//)\
To my cherished friend that I wrote this for, I am still judging you slightly for your tastes but I hope this makes up for the lack of Hastur content on this website. Iād be convinced your a god because of your celestial good looks (ā§āā¦)
Cw: none Word count: 1k words
Grow Old
Hastur X Hunter!NB!reader
Heās aged.
Hastur, the eldritch god. An old soul, a tired soul. Heās aged so much. Heās seen the people theyāve cared for grow old and perish. Theyāve seen the flowers theyāve loved flourish and wilt into ash.
He doesnāt feel old, he doesnāt have an age. All he knows is that heās had a front row seat to evolution of the world and humanity. Despite unaware of his numerical years, his mind is a flickering flame one puff from turning into smoke.
The manor, oh how the manor is his entertainment. But the same thing everyday is so full. Wake up, do a match, hurt people, you donāt want to hurt them but you have to. You have to, you have to, you have to.
How long can he spin in such a circle of repetition? With the sound of teasing snickering when he gets kites, when his opponents clap after he gets pallet stunned; you could feel the rotten eye bags under his floating pupils. Itās all so tiring but what can you do as a god? What can you do when you know youāll outlive those you care about with such a long life span?
Hasturās days were boring and clawed a hole in his head untill his thoughts were nothing but a void. It was all a fuzzy memory until he saw your face.
New survivors came and new annoyances germinated. Yet when the large wooden door pf the manor slammed with pride, he wasnāt expected you. A hunter? No button eyes, no new ability to counter? Another co-worker/associate?
He wanted to know you, to make a good impression. To possibly make a friend in this hell-scape of a prison. He consoled Yidhra, a fellow god, about his issues. With a knock on Dream Witchās door, he hopes for a satisfactory answer.
āOh why bother~ How can you guarantee that they wonāt run away, hmmm~?ā Yidhra inquires, a snap of her snake tongue resulting in a hissing noise. The two figures were seated in her room, the atmosphere in a cold sweat for Hastur. Yidhra was the only person he could safely say he was on somewhat good terms with. They both werenāt not liked to the fullest among-st their fellow hunters, so a solidarity was formed between them.
She slithers out of her custom made seat to approach her fellow celestial being. Hastur felt a clawed hand pat at his back. The snake person hissing, āStill, you should make an effort, Hastur. They are not many that like our kind~ it would do you good to make an ally, a friendā as she exited the suffocating room. The sound of wood shuffling following quickly behind her.
His eyes squint at the thought, but nonetheless he knew that she was correct. You seemed so kind, so interesting. Perhaps you could make his days a bit more entertaining?
Oh but you looked so lovely, a bit handsome, a bit beautiful. Hastur wanted to know your skills, what your abilities are, but most importantly he wanted to know you. Not the superfical facts about your favorite color, but the small created details in the corners of your mind.
The moon crept onto the sky sooner than he expected, the stars whispering him sweet dreams. As he drifted off the sleep he couldnāt help but speculate, would you accept his efforts into your affections? Inquires about any chance of good impression on you filled his head as he lost himself to slumber. He canāt help but do much to create questions and answers to his thought with his age.
He didnāt notice, but everyone else did. Recently, his movements were less sluggish, his words a smudge more vibrant. More effort was put into his matches, you could see a bead of sweat on the button eyed prey whenever they have to kite the tentacle persona.
To him, it was just nice change of things, just trying a little for a bit. Heās mellowed out, but his tentacles and attacks getting harder and harder to avoid. Survivors not even getting the chance to clap or tease in any way, only focused on not being chaired.
Weeks have passed since youāve joined the manor. Yet when you got a terror shock in the basement, or a perfect use of your given abilities he canāt help but feel proud. Oh how Hastur wants to go up and pet you on the head with his hand. His claws are sharp like knives but he would be wary not scathe you. He watched from the sidelines of your matches but today he would attack alongside you.
Itās a duo hunters match, he was scheduled for it days in advance. He was expecting Yidhra as usual to be his partner this match, yet it was... you? You smiled fondly at him, telling him how you two would achieve a full team swipe. He writhes in his chair, unsure how you arenāt shifting awkwardly in his presence.
Were you not afraid of him? Not terrified? How could you sit in your chair so contently while the chatter of survivors fill both your ears. Yet despite the loud talking behind you both, he just heard your voice like it was on a speaker.
Your melodic voice filling his senses, calming him, telling him that heās gonna do a good job. As both prepare, his vision fades to black and he looks around him to be greeted by dark green colors and the sound of water.
Lakeside village, a mental air horn quakes as he pursues his first target. With a swipe of his tentacles and a Yelp of pain he feels rush of motivation; of vigor. He doesnāt know where you are, but somehow, somehow he knows youāre gonna do amazing. He hasnāt spoken to you besides small talk amongst corridors, but your voice, your presence, your everything makes him believe itās worth getting out of bed for one more day.
The entire match felt like an ascension. His terror-shocks, his hits, his heart warming whenever he saw you across the map. He felt like a survivor next to you, so small with his heart beating a million miles a minute. He knows he canāt just talk to you mid-match but your smile and thumbs up made him wish the match lasted forever.
Post-match, his limbs are tired and shake with exhaustion. He hasnāt played like that in months, he never made such an effort before to win. But playing aside you, WITH you, seeing your praise made him want to blush.
No, no he doesnāt have lips. He doesnāt have a face or smooth hands or a set pair of eyes you can look into but he wants you. You never gave him a disgusted glance, never an obvious whisper of derogatory words in his way, never a spit in his direction. It was shocking really, he canāt smile he canāt blush, but mentally, mentally he is yearning for your embrace.
The rush of adrenaline being by your side, even if it was only one match, he would beg to replay that match for as-long as he lived.
He knows so much about the world, he could tell you ever bug, every plant, every animal on the face of the planet. Yet he couldnāt tell you about love. Heās not sure if he could confront you about the festering red rose Bush in his heart for you.
He may be aged, but maybe just maybe... He can grow older with you loving him at his side.
Hello!and congrats on getting 100 followers you deserve it,you deserve more! Also much loves from me šā¤ļø,could i ask for headcanon aesoup with a clingy reader?
Aesop with a clingy reader !
Iām not the best at writing Aesop, but Iāll try my best į(āāøā¼ā¶)į. This is gender neutral, as always (since it wasnāt clarified which gender in the ask).
requested by: @chocolateit !!
- youād have to be in a serious relationship with Aesop for him to accept youāre cliginess back. Heād probably think itās weird, or wondering why youāre accepting him with open arms, in the beginning.
- however, before I continue, you shouldnāt expect the same type of affection you give him and Aesop to āhave the same energy.ā
- Although, Aesop would probably give you little headpats and occasionally hold your hand. Heād also embahl you every match youāre in together, no matter what position you play. Itās his own way of showing his appreciation and love for you.
- he likes you touching him. I mean, he wonāt admit it but he does. As long as youāre not overbearing, Aesop is usually fine with the affection you give him.
- since Aesop isnāt use to such affection, heād probably be a little sensitive to it. Due to that, he blushes a lot.
- secretly, sometimes, Aesop has a desire for yoh to keep being as clingy as you are to him. If youāre not the best at words and wording, it shows him how much you love him.
- Aesop gives you a lot of head pats, as a way to try to make up for his ālackā of attention to you. (Heās just trying to show he cares.)
- constantly lies about whether he truly likes you touching him. Just donāt overdo it and make sure heās alright with whatever you do.
- Aesop likes his face being held. You may think itās not much, but he just likes it. In a way, itās comforting without overdoing it.
It was a hard match against Luchino and, by sacrificing yourself for Emily, you got a tie. However, unlike the other person who got sent back to the manor, you bled out before surrending. Luchino couldnāt find you. After that round, you were injured dearly. While the survivors and hunters donāt have a good relationship, truly, Luchino felt bad for you. Aesop, of course, didnāt allow Luchino into the room, however. Although you reassured him that youāre fine, while trying to fake the amount of pain you were in, Aesop never believed you. Finally the doctor, Emily, left leaving you and Aesop alone in your room.
While Aesop didnāt talk much about what had happened between you and Luchino, the black haired man wrapped your, thick, blanket around your body (as if, he was putting you inside of a coffin!). While you were rapped up like a burrito, Aesop silently reached your head and slowly patted it. Occasionally, heād softly touch your cheak. The man very slowly mumbled, āIām glad youāre alright, [ Name ].ā Before you, slowly, drifted on to sleep
E M B A H L HAKSJSKSNKSN Pls I make so many spelling mistakes but u cannot escapes or the embahl ššš anyways aesop has my heart soul and liver <3
